On a stormy night, Emma found herself alone in her creaky old house. As she lay in bed, the wind howled, and branches scratched against her window like desperate claws. She heard a faint whisper from the hallway.
"Emma... come here..."
Heart pounding, she pulled the covers over her head, thinking it was just the wind playing tricks. But the whisper grew louder, closer. Suddenly, her door creaked open. A cold breeze rushed in, and the light in her room flickered.
Trembling, she peered over the edge of the blanket. In the doorway stood a shadowy figure, eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. Its voice echoed, "I've been waiting."
Emma screamed, but no sound came out. The figure moved closer, its bony hand reaching for her throat.
The wind outside stopped, and everything went silent.
Premise. Fourteen months after the events of Thunderbolts* (2025), the Avengers, Wakandans, Fantastic Four, New Avengers, and the "original" X-Men …
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8 hrs agoOn a stormy night, Emma found herself alone in her creaky old house. As she lay in bed, the wind howled, and branches scratched against her window like desperate claws. She heard a faint whisper from the hallway.
"Emma... come here..."
Heart pounding, she pulled the covers over her head, thinking it was just the wind playing tricks. But the whisper grew louder, closer. Suddenly, her door creaked open. A cold breeze rushed in, and the light in her room flickered.
Trembling, she peered over the edge of the blanket. In the doorway stood a shadowy figure, eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. Its voice echoed, "I've been waiting."
Emma screamed, but no sound came out. The figure moved closer, its bony hand reaching for her throat.
The wind outside stopped, and everything went silent.